Moxie closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "I shouldn't be angry with you, but I was a little irritable in my heart, and I lost my temper with you unconsciously,"

"It's normal, you're weak now, and it's normal for you to be a little depressed and irritable occasionally," Xin Yue saw that Moxi had recovered and turned around to pick up the water cup and drink the spoon, "Drink some water, dry mouth is more likely to be irritable,"

Moxie opened his mouth very cooperatively this time and took a few sips, "I don't want you to spend all your thoughts on me, you will leave here one day and reintegrate into society, I don't want you to abandon my profession because I am even good at,"

"Don't worry, what kind of person am I, I can't run away from anything in my head," Xin Yue put the water back on the cabinet, and picked up a hot towel to help Moxi gently wipe his face, "I want to take good care of you now, don't let yourself regret it in the future, in case you fall into any disease in the future, I think I will always regret that I didn't learn a little more now,"

"Everything is so perfect, sure enough, it is from Xin Yue," Mo Xi let Xin Yue serve him, helping him wipe his face and hands, "But, I don't want you to be so tired, you force yourself like this, I will feel distressed when I look at it,"

Cong Xinyue put the towel aside, sat on the edge of Moxie's bed, leaned over and looked directly at Moxi, "Moxi, I don't dare to let myself stop, I'm afraid that I will miss something as soon as I stop, you just let me do it, so that I feel down-to-earth, and I will feel that I am not in vain in your kindness to me,"

Moxi felt that he couldn't say anything more, and the reluctance in his heart overflowed that he couldn't bear to refuse Cong Xinyue, and was silent for a moment before speaking, "Don't be tired of yourself, you know, I'm very rare about you,"

Cong Xinyue nodded silently.

Under Xin Yue's care, Moxi soon had the energy to sit up and chat with people, but these are only superficial phenomena, Moxi's face is gray, often wheezing, abdominal pain, and even the frequent dull pain in the kidneys on both sides indicates that his organs are still failing.

These made Tong Yufei very worried that he might not even survive the second treatment, but to everyone's surprise, Moxi survived the second treatment, and the recovered state was better than the first one. Tong Yufei was also surprised when she saw the results of Moxi's blood test, he was indeed developing in a better direction, but the failure and damage of organs were still the biggest problems they could not avoid.

Moxie's body can only recuperate, and it can't withstand the slightest stimulation and disturbance from the outside world. Since Xin Yue has basically not left the observation room since the end of the second treatment, in addition to three meals a day, she will also do some light rubbing for Mo Xi to slightly stimulate his organs, and the rest of the time, Xin Yue will sit next to Mo Xi.

From Xin Yue is usually to read books, and Mo Xi sometimes sleeps for a while, and when he is in good spirits, he also wants to read books, but from Xin Yue he is only allowed to read books for half an hour.

Moxi's favorite thing to do is to ask Xin Yue to find a pen and paper, and draw for her while she is reading quietly from Xin Yue, each one is from Xin Yue reading quietly, because the hand is weak, a painting takes three days to finish at the longest, but that's it, Moxi's favorite thing to do is still painting.

The two of them sat opposite each other so quietly, looking down at Xin Yue and reading the book, letting Moxi paint for her, and Mo Xi was not in a hurry, looking carefully at Xin Yue, painting slowly, time passed slowly in this tranquility, it seemed that this was their most satisfied state.

"Moxi, you always draw me, you can't get tired of drawing," Xin Yue read the book for more than half an hour, and when she looked up, she couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Moxi was still drawing herself with a focused expression.

"If I don't draw you, who else can I draw? Myself? It's so ugly, don't waste pen and paper," Moxie drew seriously.

"It's time for you to rest," Xin Yue stood up and wanted to put away the paper and pen in Moxi's hand, but found that Moxi's painting of herself this time seemed to be different from before, "Are you drawing me?" ”

"Yes, it's the seventy or eighty-year-old you I imagined, with a wrinkled face and silver hair, but you still have sharp eyes, and you look like you want to see through people all the time," Moxi handed the half-painted painting to Xin Yue, "How about it?" It's quite similar, and I'll take it out when you're really seventy or eighty years old, and see if I guess it looks like it now,"

"Why guess now? You'll be able to see it then, and maybe you'll dislike me for being ugly," Xin Yue said as she put away the pen and paper in Moxi's hand.

Moxi didn't answer, just silently watched from Xin Yue take away her pen and paper, watching her every move.

Xin Yue felt that the atmosphere was not very good, so she turned her head and glanced sideways at Moxi, and deliberately said in a cold tone, "Your task today has not been completed, hurry up,"

"I'm racking my brains, let me go," Moxi understood Xin Yue's purpose for doing this, but he really couldn't think of anything to make her happy.

"No," Cong Xinyue decisively vetoed, "This is your daily homework,"

Moxie could only lie down and close her eyes and think slowly, muttering as she thought, "What can make you happy?" What else? ”

Xin Yue didn't care about him, and did things on his own, until he couldn't hear Moxie's voice before he turned around and saw that Moxi was already asleep. walked from Xin Yue to the side of the bed and helped him pull the quilt up.

Cong Xinyue couldn't help but reach out and caress Moxi's calm sleeping face, she hadn't dared to look at this face so carefully for a long time, this face she had touched countless times, but now she was tortured by the disease, her face was pale, her cheeks were sunken, her eye circles were black, and her brows were slightly frowning even if she was asleep.

From Xin Yue's heart, she really realized the feeling of Moxi when she saw her lying on the bed sickly, but although she was not in good health at that time, she was not facing the threat of death like Moxi now.

"Moxi, you must get better, Xiao Xia is still waiting for you to go back for the New Year, if you are not Xiao Xia, it will be very sad," Cong Xinyue said to herself softly.

Moxi seemed to feel Xin Yue's uneasiness, and his peaceful sleeping face suddenly tightened his brows together.

Seeing this, Xin Yue thought that Moxi had dreamed of something unpleasant again, and immediately gently held Moxie's hand to reassure, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm here, Moxi, relax,"

But nothing worked, and Moxie was still frowning and his breathing became rapid.

From Xin Yue, she noticed that something was wrong, and immediately reached out and touched Moxi's forehead, and found that Moxi had a fever again, and immediately called Tong Yufei and Mu Yachuan.

After Tong Yufei gave Moxi a fever-reducing injection and hung an anti-inflammatory drug, Moxi calmed down and his frowning brows relaxed.

"You have to be more careful during this time, if he has any wrong reaction, you have to tell me immediately, if his body can't recover, we will postpone the third treatment," Tong Yufei knew that Moxi's current body couldn't be forced, but she also found that the germs in Moxi's blood had begun to transfer to various organs in the body, so on the surface, the germs in the blood were decreasing, but the lesions and failure of the organs were accelerating, which was a very bad phenomenon, and Moxi didn't let her tell Cong Xinyue about this matter.